I made a list almost a decade ago. And now I am going to attend to that list, one item at a time, until I conquer it and all of its implications on my life and the surrounding world as I perceive it...unless I grow bored of it before then; in which case, it will be just another crumpled idea left to litter the antigravity of cyberspace.

Friday, November 30, 2012

Blog Award (Liebster) Acceptance Speech

I am honored to have been nominated twice for the most prestigious blog award ever, The Liebster Blogger Award. Thanks so much to http://badwordmama.blogspot.com/ AND http://www.pullmyfunnybone.com/ for recognizing how diversely intellectual and hilarious my blog is. I am truly made humble by your celebration of my incredible writing prowess. To be nominated is a monumental accomplishment, but I am even more honored that I WON IT. I mean, I beat out like a thousand other blogger-nominees, and it's not like you automatically win just because your nominated...right?

For those of you that have not ever visited The Basement before now, here are my two most popular posts for your viewing pleasure (you're welcome):

As part of the conditions of accepting this very, very, very special accolade, I am supposed to answer, honestly, the following questions (each set of 11 questions was acquired from the two peeps that nominated me...the only fair thing to do if I am going to DOUBLY accept acknowledgement of my awesomeness is to answer both sets of questions):

Questions from Pullmyfunnybone's page:

1. Have you ever been caught in a lie? I do not lie...ever, and if I did (hypothetically), I would lie about it. Duh.

2.
If you had superhuman powers, which power would you have? This is an easy one, as I have put A LOT of thought into this very thing over the years and recently shared with the Facebook world that my superpower - without any doubt at all - would be the ability to make people shit themselves at my command. Just let that one simmer for a bit, and the next time someone pisses you off, let it come to mind.

3. If your significant other gave you a "free pass" -
who would be yours? hmmmm. My "free pass" would be him at a different age...maybe an age before we met??? Or maybe right around the time we met? Or a couple of years after we met? Both of us younger and more flexible with a teenager's libido. Yeah.

4. What is your biggest phobia?
I would have to definitely say roaches. They are the embodiment of all evil.

5. What is the longest you've gone without taking a bath or shower?
I don't go longer than every other day unless I am sick...the worst illness I can remember would probably have kept me out of the shower/bath for a few days (technically, even that's not true, b/c the hubs had to force me into a cold shower to get my 105 fever to drop. That super-sucked).

6. What flaw is enough to make you end a
relationship? Inconsideration...period.

7. Do you have any tattoos? Yes. On the back of my neck resides the Latin word for "remember."

8.
Have you ever looked in some one's medicine cabinet? Yes. Who hasn't?

9. Do you pee in the shower? Pretty much every time.

10. How often do you ignore calls on your cell phone?
Pretty often.

11. What's your favorite part of your body? My clitoris, obviously.

Questions from Badwordmama's page:

1.
Do
you salt your watermelon? No...never, but my boys do, and I have to say: I find it strange.2.
Your
favorite beverage is?
My morning cup of coffee made with sugar and french vanilla creamer (Aldi brand: it is THE best creamer).

3.
Have
you ever tasted cat or dog food?
I once put a dog "cookie" to the tip of my tongue. Bland.4.
If you were a pro athlete, what sport would you play?
Easy: putt-putt.5.
What
animal best represents you? I am a lioness, bitches. *ROAR*6.
What
is the weirdest job you ever had/or hated? A combination GED tutor/prostitute.

7.
Have
you ever gotten stuck in something and had to yell for help to get
out?Yes. I was stuck on the bathroom counter for two hours until my husband got home from a late-night gig (not the same one I had), b/c I saw a mouse.8.
Have
you ever "sharted" (SORRY!! MY HUSBAND MADE THIS ONE UP!!!)?
Don't apologize. Your husband is awesome, and yes, I have sharted. I remember thinking "I now understand why they call it 'a Hershey squirt,' b/c it looks just like a squirt of Hershey." 9.
How
old were you when you had your first kiss?
Like seven. I was easy.10.
If you were on Death Row, what would your last meal request be?A ribeye - cooked medium, a twice-baked potato w/ extra cheese and sour cream, steamed broccoli with a garlic butter sauce, and a couple of California rolls (w/cream cheese); several margaritas and water to drink; and a big-ass honkin piece of fried cheesecake drizzled atop with strawberry goodness (I kind of wish I was on death row right now).11.
What
is one of your most embarrassing moments?

Honestly, I can't think of one. I just don't embarrass easily...a blessing and a curse.

Okay. Questions answered. Now, per the rules of accepting the Liebster Award, I have to come up with eleven more questions of my own to ask the eleven other totally blogtastic blogs that I nominate for this most valuable of all blog awards (which seems kind of pointless since I already won it, but even still, I want to promote the following reads that are definitely worth your time). My eleven questions are written below the following list of awesome bloggers for them to copy, paste, and answer on to their respective pages should they choose to accept my nomination (as a nominee, be sure to copy and paste the Liebster icon on to your Blog Mainpage). SOOOOOOOO, without further ado, I nominate:

My questions to the above nominees should they choose to accept this incredibly blogalicious award:

1.) Do you consider yourself to be super-duper fly?2.) What is your favorite reality show?3.) Do you fear that the Apocalypse or Armageddon will occur in your lifetime?4.) What is one of your top three favorite quotes of all time?5.) Who is your Favorite writer?6.) Can you recite any movie in its entirety, and if so, which one?7.) What one person has most influenced your life thus far?8.) What is your favorite childhood memory?9.) Why do you blog?10.) What is the most terrifying thing to ever happen to you?And finally, number 11) Do you wipe front to back or back to front?

6 comments:

Congratulations and well deserved---your blog is hilarious! I'm with you on the cockroach phobia--I literally start to vomit just at the site of them. And the free pass thing? Are you kidding? Johnny Depp all the way!

even though my husband reads my blog regularly, I am actually being very serious about my "freepass." Even my sub-conscious can attest: all my sex-dreams are of my and the hubs from the years when we 1st met (or recent times). HOWEVER, i totally get the Johnny Depp thing. And Orlando Bloom. :)

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